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Sins of the Flesh	By : NihilEtNemo Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 10611 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Misanagi: Not a big fan of Puppyshipping� I do have a few of �em, but this shall not be one� actually, Jou�s kind of an ass. XD Sorry!
But, you know, it was kind of obvious who the father
was. ^^

Storyfreak: Wow, calm down! Don�t have a stroke! Look � an update! XD All for you�

TearsofTwilight: Er� no. Never heard of it. ^_^ Maybe it was there, but that�s
not where I got it from. ^^ Until
someone gets it, I shall keep handing out allusions thereto!
And now you get� A LUMBERJACK!

TT: You�re right, Seto hasn�t done anything wrong� because he�s the good
guy! Er�
girl? No, guy! Everyone else is a jerk, though.
Hate Anzu? I hope so� she�ll make an appearance and be the biggest jerk of them all! Or
should that be bitch? Whatever. I hope you�ll get to like Bakura more� that�s
my goal, anyway. ^^ He gets all honorable and stuff� Nope, not a password� But here,
another thing from that place! You get � A LUMBERJACK!!!!!

Sins of the Flesh
- 05 -

Bakura stared at
the dark ceiling, frowning. Why did he feel so bad about Kaiba, damn it? He
didn�t care about him at all � he thought his situation was funny! Or he tried to� And he still felt
angry, at himself even though he didn�t know why, at his hikari and his friends
for being such assholes� Why did they all have to go and tell someone else
about Kaiba�s secret? Why couldn�t any of them keep their stupid mouths
shut? And why did he feel like it was his fault?

He tossed and
turned, over onto his side. Why did Kaiba have to have a secret at all? Why couldn�t it have been a nice, clean, straightforward rape� why
did all this complicated shit have to come into it at all?

�God damn it!� he
said aloud, and immediately got out of bed. He wasn�t going to be able sleep at
all, and he knew it. He might as well do something less painful than lie here
in bed and think. He took off, just walking with no particular destination in
mind � just walking.

�I�ve got it,�
Bakura said, sitting backward on the desk in front of Kaiba�s.

�Got what?� he
asked, glaring.

�The solution to
your little �ruined life� thing.� He wasn�t smiling. �Give it to me.�

�What?�

�Give me the kid,�
he repeated. �You take a little� whatever it is, a
vacation for a reason��

�A sabbatical?�
Seto asked, raising an eyebrow.

�Yeah, whatever.
You leave work for a few months when you can�t hide it anymore, then you give it to me after it�s born, and return to your
wonderful life, and the kid�ll be with its family,
and no one�ll ever know.�

The brunet looked
at him as though he had grown an extra head. �No,� he said finally, and
returned to his book.

Bakura frowned.
�Why the hell not? It�s mine too.�

�Shut up�� Seto
ground out between clenched teeth, not looking up at him. �We�re not exactly in
private.�

�I don�t care � I
deserve an explanation. I though you said it would ruin your life.� He glared
at Kaiba. �You�d rather put it in an orphanage than give it to me?�

Seto glared up at
him, and the spirit mentally slapped himself � he had
forgotten, for a moment, that he had been in an orphanage. �Never,� he verily
hissed. �But I�d rather keep it and ruin my life than let it be raised by you.�

Without another
word, Bakura returned to his own seat and stared moodily at the door.

He was moodily
flipping through the channels on the TV while Ryou worked silently at their
homework on the couch, contentedly not paying any attention to his yami or what he was doing. At least he knew he wasn�t
out raping someone else, right? He had tried, at first, to get Bakura to do his
own homework, but after a few catastrophes and it seemed like Bakura wouldn�t
be able to keep taking the same classes as his hikari anymore, he had begged �
in his own way � for Ryou to do it for him, and the hikari had relented. After
all, he didn�t really want to be parted from his yami
either, and there was just no way Bakura would ever understand most of it.

Finally, Bakura
threw down the remote and glared at his hikari. Ryou looked up.

�Yes?�

�You�re the expert
on emotions, right?� Bakura said, completely from the blue, looking decidedly
angry at nothing in particular. �All that touchy-feely shit appeals to you.�

�I suppose so,�
the white-haired boy said softly with a little smile. �Do you need some help
understanding something?�

�Damn straight,�
he muttered. �What the hell am I feeling about Kaiba?� He slouched on the couch
and crossed his arms, glaring at nothing.

�Describe it,� Ryou
said, setting down his pencil. He thought he knew already, but it wouldn�t do
to seem that he was snooping in his yami�s mind.

�I saw him crying
and wanted to make it stop,� he said, still glaring. �I get� mad, I guess� when
he won�t talk to me, or when he keeps being an ass. I keep thinking about him�
about how to fix it, I mean.� Ryou smiled slightly, glad Bakura wasn�t looking
at him. �And� God damn it, I feel bad about what I did!� He sank lower on the
couch. �What the hell�s wrong with me?�

�It�s simple,
really,� Ryou said, picking up his pencil and looking back down. �You love
him.�

�You�re full of
shit, hikari.�

Ryou smiled a
little again, glad now that his face was turned down.
�You don�t get mad, when he won�t talk to you � you get hurt.� Bakura said
nothing, and Ryou knew he was right. �What�s the last thing you think about at
night?�

�Shut up,� Bakura
scowled.

�And when you get
up in the morning?�

�I said shut up! I
changed my mind � I don�t want to know.�

�You�re in love
with him, yami. You want to fix what you did � didn�t you already try?� Ryou
asked.

�Once,�
Bakura said. �And it wasn�t because I love him!�

Ryou looked up at
him. �Then why was it?�

Bakura just
scowled at nothing.

Ryou nodded
slightly and went back to the papers before him. �I�m afraid it�s true, yami.
And you can�t make it go away, either � at least, not without telling him.� He
continued to fill in the answers on their science papers � noticeably Bakura�s
worst subject. Of course, Yami couldn�t have been doing that much better at it.
He wondered if Yuugi did his homework too, and mentally gave him the answers in
class like he did with Bakura.

�I�m not in love
with Kaiba, hikari.�

Ryou said nothing,
and silence reigned for a little while. Then Bakura spoke again.

�I�m not.�

�Mokuba, I�m
okay,� Seto protested, trying to pull away from his little brother as he felt
the overwhelming urge to throw up again.

�No, you�re not,
nee-chan!� the boy protested, as he succeeded in
escaping his brother�s clutches to relieve himself of the last remnants of last
night�s meager supper. �You�ve been throwing up every morning for almost a
month� You need to see a doctor.�

Seto shuddered
noticeably. �No.�

�I know you don�t
like them, Seto, but you�re really sick!� The pleading note in his voice melted
Seto�s heart.

�No� I�m not sick�� he said quietly.

�Then what�s
wrong?� Mokuba asked, obviously worried.

�I� I�m pregnant,
Mokuba,� he admitted quietly. Mokuba wouldn�t freak out; he already knew it
could happen. He had been here when it had happened before, after all, and he
understood�

�Really?� Mokuba�s
face brightened immediately. �Who�s the father, nee-chan?�

�Bakura,� he
muttered, almost inaudibly.

�I didn�t even
know you were seeing anyone � especially him.� Mokuba hugged him, being careful
not to squeeze his middle too hard, though whether that was so that he wouldn�t
throw up again or because of the new knowledge was up to debate.

Seto took a
shuddering breath. �I wasn�t � I�m not,� he said. �It� it wasn�t like that.�

�Then��

Seto hung his
head. He was ashamed� he couldn�t possibly tell Mokuba what had happened, could
he? But Mokuba was mature, and he would handle it with
maturity� and he had a right to know� �He raped me,� he admitted quietly,
feeling his hands shake slightly and relieved that Mokuba wouldn�t notice that.

Mokuba hugged him.
�What are you going to do?� he asked. �About him, I mean?�

�Nothing.�

There was a frown
in Mokuba�s voice, as he continued to hold him in his twelve-year-old arms.
�You can�t just let him get away with it, Seto! He needs to be
punished. Nobody is allowed to do that to my nee-chan!�

Seto had to smile
a little. �I can take care of myself, Mokuba. I�m not a twelve-year-old girl
anymore.�

�I know,� Mokuba
said quietly. Seto kissed the top of his head fondly and stood up. �Are you
going to tell him?�

�I�ve already
taken care of it.�

Mokuba still
seemed concerned. �Seto�� he said. �What are you going
to do? I mean� what happens when everybody finds out�?�

Seto didn�t look
at him. �I don�t know, Mokuba��

Bakura was waiting
just outside the doors to the school, knowing Kaiba would have to show up sooner or later. He�d been waiting here for half an hour �
he was getting cold and impatient. Kaiba better show
up soon�

And
then a limo pulled up, and Bakura smirked a little. Apparently, Seto
didn�t walk to school anymore�

The brunet stepped
from the vehicle and walked confidently up the stairs. He attempted to go right
by Bakura without acknowledging him, but Bakura put his hand on the door and
held it closed. Seto glared at him, his gaze as cold as the February morning.

�Do you mind?� he
asked.

�Not
particularly,� he replied. �We need to talk.�

�I think not,�
Seto said, and started to pull the door open. Bakura shoved it shut again, and
leaned against it.

�I think yes,�
Bakura replied. �If you won�t give me the kid, then marry me.�

Seto stared at him
for a moment, then shoved him so that he hit the
ground and walked inside without a backward glance. �Asshole�� Bakura heard. It
sounded like there was a hint of hurt in his voice.

Bakura swore and
went after him, but he wasn�t around. He didn�t know where he�d gone, but he
wasn�t in the halls, and he wasn�t in class either. Bakura sat moodily through
it, then cornered Yuugi and his yami, with Ryou with them, in the library, not
caring that he was going to make them all late.

�I need your
help,� he said to Yami, ignoring the two hikari.

The other spirit
raised his eyebrows slightly. �With what?� he asked. �I never thought you�d ask
for my help with anything.�

�It�s Kaiba,� he
said. Ryou looked like he was about to have an attack of some sort � he obviously
thought that telling Yami any of this was a horrible idea. Yuugi looked like he
agreed totally � he actually seemed about to try to stop him, except that Yami
answered first.

�What about him? I
hope you don�t think I can control him.�

�No. I need you to
tell me what to do.�

Yami looked a bit
more surprised. �About what?�

�Yami�� Ryou said
nervously. �Are you sure you need Yami�s help with this�?�

Bakura waved him
off. �Long story, but basically I got Kaiba pregnant and now he won�t have
anything to do with me.�

There was,
understandably, silence at this. Then Yami said �What?�

Bakura sighed.
�Okay, Kaiba�s a freak ��

�That�s not true,
yami!� Ryou said. �It�s not his fault.�

�I didn�t say it
was; shut up. He was a girl until he was adopted, and his evil stepfather
forced him to become a boy.� Yami�s face showed that he was following the
conversation, but didn�t exactly believe it. He didn�t interrupt, though. �He
also had the doctors do some extra surgeries and whatever, so now he can still
have kids.�

�All right�� Yami
said slowly. �He told you this�?�

�Yes, he did �
after he told me he was pregnant. I got all the proof I needed.�

�I still seem to
be missing something,� the other spirit said. �How did you manage to get Kaiba
pregnant? I never thought he�d be interested in you.�

�He wasn�t,� Bakura told him. �At the time, I didn�t really care.�

Bakura found
himself on the floor yet again, looking up at the third person to put him there
as both hikari held Yami back.

�God damn it!� he said.
�First Ryou, then Kaiba, now you? What the hell is with people?� He stood up
again. �I knew you weren�t going to like this � that�s why all of your friends
already knew and you were left in the dark.�

Yami�s glare was
unabated. �Of course I wouldn�t like it, you psychopath! Why would you think
that I would?� He seemed about to break free of the hikari and pound him into
the ground, but apparently Yuugi was calming him in his mind, because he only
glared and stepped back. �You raped my former priest and now he�s pregnant
� you wonder why he wants nothing to do with you?�

�Damn you, I�m
trying to fix it!�

�How are you
trying to do that? By torturing him more?�

�Not too much,� he
said, narrowing his eyes.

�What do you mean
by that?�

�He said it�ll �ruin
his life� � I can see that. So I�m trying to make sure it doesn�t.�

Ryou smiled
proudly. �I told you you cared for him, yami.�

�And what if I
do?� he turned still slightly angry eyes on his hikari.

Ryou turned infamous
Hikari Eyes on Yami. �Please, Yami, don�t be too angry� Bakura really does love
Kaiba-kun, he just doesn�t want to admit it. He�s
trying to make it right. Please help him� you know Kaiba-kun. He won�t let
Bakura help him, even if he wants him to.�

Yami glared at
Bakura for a moment, then nodded slightly. �What do
want help with?�

Bakura frowned. �I
tried to help him out � I told him he could vacation from work when he couldn�t
hide it, then I would take the kid � no one would know, his life�d
be saved, whatever.� Ryou�s eyes brightened at the idea of having a child
around to take care of, but he frowned again. �He told me he would rather keep
it himself and ruin his life than see it raised by me.�

Yami smirked a
little as though he deserved it.

�So then what,
yami?� Ryou asked. �You�re still trying to get him to go along with that? I
think it�s a really good plan.�

�No,� Bakura said,
and his hikari�s face fell. �I wanted him to marry me instead.�

Yuugi gaped
openly, and Ryou smiled. Yami, though, didn�t seem amused. �What would that
help?�

�He won�t give it
up because he doesn�t want me to have it � but I think he just wants to keep
it. Which he could. But then, as far as anybody else knew, the kid could be
mine from some �previous relationship� or something, and he wouldn�t have to
let it out that he was a freak.�

�Plus, you lo-ve him,� Ryou said with a smile. Bakura just shoved him
away.

�He pushed me to
the ground and walked away, calling me and asshole. That was this morning
before school; I haven�t seen him since.�

�He didn�t think
you were serious,� Yami said. �He didn�t think you really wanted to; in fact,
even I�m not certain you�re doing it for the right reasons.�

�Why would I ask
him if I didn�t want to?�

�In this time, if
someone gets another person pregnant, it�s considered the �honorable� thing to
marry them, even if they don�t want to. He thought you felt like you were being
forced to, just to �do the right thing�.�

Bakura frowned.
�That�s stupid. You don�t marry someone unless you want to.�

�He doesn�t know
you feel that way. You should explain your reasoning, and if you really do feel
like you want to marry him, you need to be nice to him, instead of an asshole.�
Yuugi giggled a little at his yami swearing like that. �Kaiba never really
liked you, and now he may never even tolerate you. Marrying him is, quite
probably, a lost cause.� His crimson eyes were smirking slightly, as though
Bakura were getting no less than his just desserts.

Bakura scowled.
�Maybe,� he admitted. �Sure as hell doesn�t mean I can�t try.�

Ryou rested his
head on his yami�s shoulder. �Because you lo-ve
him, you want to ki-ss him��

Yuugi smiled,
though Bakura found it less than amusing and pushed him away again. Ryou sat
down, laughing. Then the clock caught his eye. �Yami,� he said to Bakura,
frowning slightly, �you made us all almost half an hour late��

Bakura shrugged as
Yuugi looked at the clock in shock. �You losers go to class if you want � I�ll
get it from Ryou later.� He sat back with a small smile, though his hikari
frowned a little. They all left him there alone; he looked around, but was
rather bored. A library was not his kind of place. He also left, and ducked
into the bathroom almost as soon as he did, when he saw the hall monitor
patrolling.

He tried to go
into the first stall, just in case the goody-goody followed him, but the door
appeared to be jammed, since there were no feet underneath. �Damn it!� he
swore, and hit the door.

�Go the hell
away,� he heard, and froze. Kaiba had been hiding here all day?

�What are you
doing in here, Kaiba?� he demanded through the door. �Throwing up?�

�Not like it�s any
of your business, but no. Leave me alone.�

�No. Are you
hiding from me?�

�Not very well,
obviously.�

�Damn you, open
the door. I want to talk to you.�

�I already told
you to go the hell away.�

Bakura hit the
door again, getting irritated, but he hadn�t spent his previous life as a thief
for nothing, and he quickly pulled himself up to the top of the wall, sitting
there and looking down at Kaiba. The brunet was sitting on the tank of the
toilet so that his feet wouldn�t be visible, leaning against the wall of the
stall.

�Ryou and Yami
seem to think you don�t believe I�m serious,� Bakura said, looking down at him.

�I already told
you to leave me alone,� Kaiba said without looking up at him.

Bakura chose to
ignore him. �I really do want you to marry me.�

Finally, Kaiba
looked up. �No,� he said. �I don�t even understand why you�re asking me, but
no.�

�I�m asking you
because I want to.�

�Usually, there
are some prerequisites to marriage � like the participants have to� oh, I don�t
know� like each other?�

�I like you just
fine.�

Kaiba snorted.
�Yeah, I guessed. Unfortunately, there are several billion
other people I�d marry before I�d marry you. And personally, I don�t see
how marrying my rapist would help my credibility any � my life would be at
least as ruined.�

�Easy,� Bakura
said, and dropped to the floor inside the stall to be more on eye-level with
his intended. �You marry me and take your sabbatical thing, and have the kid �
but as far as anyone else knows, the kid is mine, from a previous relationship
or something. That way, you get to keep it, which I know you want to do, and
you don�t have to let my lack of morals shape it too much, and nobody
has to know that you�re a freak. You only have to admit that you�re gay, suffer
the little repercussions from that � but that won�t be too severe.�

�What if I�m not?�

�Then you pretend.
Would you rather be gay, or a transsexual child-bearing freak?�

Seto paused. There
were actually some merits to this plan� �All well and good,� he said. �Except
that I hate you.�

�You wouldn�t even
have to talk to me � unless I changed your mind.�

�No,� Seto said.
�I won�t marry you.�

�That�s what you
say now,� Bakura said with a smirk. �I�ll change your mind, whether you want me
to or not.� Seto was still glaring at him as he left.
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